When You Don’t Update A Story For Nearly A Year.

Top 3 Ships:

1. Steve/Happiness (Stranger Things)

2. Jester/Happiness (Critical Role)

3. Perc'ahlia (Critical Role)

4. Vaxleth (Critical Role)

Lipstick or lip balm: Lip balm

Last song I listened to: It’s not a song but I’m currently listening to Bad!! A Show of Cursed Concepts it’s real good y’all

Last movie: Probably The Lost Boys or Dirty Dancing

Reading:  Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban  by J. K. Rowling, Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice, Angels and Demons by Dan Brown, Dragons of Autumn Twilight by Margaret Weis and Tracy Hickman, and The House of Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Yeah it’s a long list I know..all of these are for fun as well.

Watching: Re-watching Stranger Things for the...it’s been a few times.

tagging @daddy-harringtons @ anyone else who wants to do this?

tagged by: @marshmallowmcgonagall and @tabbytabbytabby. Thanks!

rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better

top 3 ships:

Merthur

Stony

Destiel

lipstick or chapstick: I have no idea what chapstick is, but I wear neither.

last song: Everybody Knows by Sigrid

last movie: Justice League (2017)

reading: Cold as Marble by Zoe Aarsen

watching: The Witcher 

tagging: @deanwinchesterisadorable @clotpolesonly @lefayart @tvrnonthelight @andthosearesmalleragents @jaywrites101 @cloudyfromoobsession @candicewright @fishoutofcamelot

Spent the last two nights walking around what feels like a ren faire inside a video game.

I plan to go more throughout the week but oh my fuck. If this doesn't give me ideas for dnd stuff.

Gonna have to make some very fun additions to the WBtW adventure.

Jousting. Himbo arm wrestling. Who knows what else I might add.

rip arthur morgan, you would have loved animal crossing

touching grass is not enough i need to see the night sky as it looked to an ancient greek

Hi there! I’m Bee and I used to write a lot of fanfics and imagines. It’s been a few years since I’ve written anything and I would love to get back into it. That being said, I have a few stories now that are kind of back logged that I can throw out at you all at any given point. And I probably will.

I should also tell you I used to write a lot of YouTuber fics. But, have changed to characters from TV shows and movies, as well as Critical Role. Things that I want to write for include:

TV Shows ~

Peaky Blinders

Supernatural

Reign

Stranger Things

Movies ~

Marvel

Critical Role

I’m sure there are others and I will update this list when I remember them. But, for now this is what I’m offering or feel slightly comfortable with writing.

Since it's November 1...thought I would reblog this :D

Hello!

Do you enjoy writing? What about talking with other writers? Are you looking for someone to read through your work, help out where they can? How about participate in world building exercises and character building prompts?

Well, I might have just the place for you.

Consider joining The Writing Desk. It's an 18+ writing discord server that will hopefully help you and others find people to cheer them on while working towards your goals.

Whether you write fanfiction, historical romance, medieval fantasy, nonfiction works, or academic papers you should be able to find your place here.

The server itself has sort of a dark academia aesthetic. We have four 'dorms' that might have something to do with points later on. They are:

• Gargoyle • Harpy • Unicorn • Wyvern

Some things included in the server are things like:

• Sprinting (both shorter and longer ones) • NSFW channel that is OPT-IN ONLY • A place for resources • Some non-writing channels for fun :)

There might be some events at times! Though you don't have to participate in those.

If this sounds good to you, The Writing Desk is here for you. Just follow the link. :)

So, I haven't written in a while and now I have the need to write/read any and all things I can for RDR2.

Just started playing it (and RDO). Yall might be getting some stuff. I don't know yet though.

Dancing On My Own

Pairing: 40s!Bucky Barnes x Reader (past relationship), Male OC x Reader

Summary:  Years after Bucky’s death, [Y/N] has moved on. But, Bucky makes one last visit to make sure she’s in good hands.

Word Count: 468 - One Shot (?)

Warning(s): Death mentioned, general feels of sadness

A/N: I wrote this after listening to at song (can you guess which one?) for myself to be sad. If anyone would like I can write a longer version of this with more explanation?

To say [Y/N] was ready would be a stretch. Her husband, whom she had only been married to for a few hours before shipping off to fight in a war, was dead. He had been for years. But, she felt him with her when she did things around the house. Or when she was playing with the boys. Their boys. 1941 had been a difficult year. She moved to a city she didn't know, got a job working for one of the wealthiest people in the world, met and fell in love with a man who was way too good for her. She would have followed him to the ends of the Earth and in a way, she had.

Of course, it had been a few years. It was 1948 now, the twins were six and looking more like their father everyday. Even her new boyfriend thought so. But, she couldn't think about that. She had to get ready for  their date. They would be going dancing at the same spot she met Bucky. Oh, Bucky. He was one of the good ones. Strong, messed around with her, bought her drinks but not to a messy point. He drove her home, walked her to the door and made sure she got inside safe. But, he hadn't been there in so long. He left after a fight and [Y/N] never got to apologize. Bucky was dead before he ever got the chance to come home.

With memories of the night she met Bucky playing over in her head, [Y/N] held tightly to Frank's hand. The smell of the bar brought even more memories flooding back. Tears sprang to her eyes as Frank pulled her gently onto the dance floor, bringing her into his arms.

“[Y/NN], it's okay. It's okay.” He didn't try to stop her from crying. He just kissed her face and held her into his chest.

[Y/N] let the tears fall silently for a moment before looking up at him, a sad smile meeting his.

Across the dance floor stood a shadow of a man. He was watching the two of them, every move the man made with the woman was watched protectively by the shadow. He stepped into the light for a moment and there he was. He was pale and looked slightly dirty, his dark brow furrowed. The steel blue of his eyes softened as he saw her. Bucky Barnes stood in the corner of the room. He watched Frank kiss his wife, his...ex-wife. A tear fell down the man’s cheek.

“I just came to say goodbye.” His voice didn’t reach her. She didn’t see him. She never would. Bucky started to fade from the corner, his wife was happy and that’s all that mattered. His mission was successful.